"Alright, alright, these are just children's squabbles. How can they cause trouble in the training ground, right?"
The Grand Elder desperately tried to signal to Xie Zhou and Luo Fan.
"This is no small matter. The reputation of Wuyou Pavilion has been tarnished by this arrogant brat, do you understand?"
It seems that Young Master Bai has no intention of letting this go.
"What, you start running away as soon as you hear that there's no such thing as life or death in the martial arts arena? If you want to run away, fine, but you two kneel down, kowtow to me, and apologize loudly, saying, 'I was wrong, the Sword Sect is trash,' and I'll let you go. How about that?"
Young Master Bai waved his fan, his eyes filled with disdain, as if Xie Zhou and the other two were destined to admit defeat.
"Young Master Bai, the Sword Sect brat is ignorant and arrogant, a failure of our sect's guidance. We will certainly punish him properly in the future, what do you think..."
"No! I've already given them so many chances! They didn't cherish them, and now they have no more chances! I don't want to give them any more!"
Before the elder could finish speaking, Young Master Bai interrupted him.
Seeing Young Master Bai's arrogant and domineering demeanor, the disciples of the Sword Sect dared not speak out against him. Their senior brother, who had competed with them a few days ago, was still lying in a hospital bed, unable to move. If it hadn't been for the Grand Elder's intervention, he would probably be meeting the King of Hell by now.
"this……"
The Grand Elder also looked helpless.
"You make a good point. If we lose, we accept our fate, but if you lose, you can't blame the Sword Sect for anything. Can you really do that?"
The Grand Elder was racking his brains trying to come up with something to stop the competition from happening.
"Xie Zhou! Shut up! If you weren't the Immortal Venerable's disciple, and if it weren't for needing to give the Immortal Venerable an explanation, I wouldn't even bother with you!"
When Elder Da saw Xie Zhou speak again, he looked impatient.
"Can you please stop causing me trouble!"
The Grand Elder was about to explode with anger, but Xie Zhou just sneered.
"I was wondering why the Grand Elder was in charge; it turns out my master isn't at the Sword Sect."
Xie Zhou didn't even glance at the Grand Elder.
"I accept today's challenge! If Master were here, he would never have allowed the Sword Sect to be in such an embarrassing situation!"
Before leaving, Xie Zhou couldn't resist making a mocking remark about the elder.
"you!"
The Grand Elder was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"Fine, fine, since you're courting death, you can't blame me!"
The elder flicked his sleeves and then ignored the matter.
"Alright, let's go to the training ground now. I'm still waiting to explore the Sword Sect's cultivation technique pavilion!"
Young Master Bai was overjoyed, completely disregarding Xie Zhou and Luo Fantian.
"Xie Zhou, if anything happens later, just admit defeat. Although the arena doesn't care about life or death once you step onto the stage, if you admit defeat as soon as you enter, the Grand Elder will surely save you."
Luo Fantian looked at the young master Bai and his group on the martial arts field with a serious expression, his eyes also showing some anger.
"Senior brother, be careful. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."
Xie Zhou took Lalo Brahma's hand.
"Twenty percent of your power has been credited to your account. Please check it, host."
Then, Xie Zhou silently withdrew his hand.
"Twenty percent is pretty good!"
Xie Zhou nodded with some satisfaction and turned his head toward the Grand Elder.
"Lin Xi, go ahead, don't waste too much time. I'm still waiting to read through the entire cultivation technique."
On the other side, Young Master Bai was already urging the people around him to hurry up and go on stage.
"Don't worry, senior brother, you'll be alright."
Xie Zhou let out a long sigh of relief.
"Lin Xi".
"Luo Fantian".
The two introduced themselves in the simplest terms, and sparks flew instantly.
Lin Xi's figure was like a phantom; the moment she appeared on stage, it was impossible to tell whether she was real or not.
Luo Fantian's expression hardened, but there was no sign of panic on his face. Instead, he closed his eyes.
Seeing Luo Fantian like this, the disciples of the Sword Sect were all somewhat dejected.
Disciple 1: "What's going on? Are they going to play passively right from the start? Lin Xi is the weakest one among them."
Disciple Two: "Yeah, it's all over, it's all over, we shouldn't have had any hope for them at all..."
Seeing Luo Fantian's expression, Lin Xi smiled.
"If you don't want to fight, I'll just send you down there."
Lin Xi murmured something, and in a flash, her figure appeared.
His foot was about to kick Luo Fantian's chest when, in that instant, Luo Fantian retreated rapidly, grabbing Lin Xi's foot with both hands. Lin Xi couldn't dodge in time and was directly knocked out of the training ground by Luo Fantian.
"Oh... what's going on?"
The battle ended rather hastily. Before the people present could recover from the sadness of the Sword Sect's impending defeat, Luo Fantian of the Sword Sect threw Lin Fan out of the training ground.
"Lin Fan! You're a complete waste of a thing!"
Faced with this blow, Young Master Bai cursed Lin Fan out loud.
"Slap! Slap!"
Before Lin Fan could even speak, two hard slaps swelled up his face.
"Useless thing, I'll teach you a lesson when we get back, Fatty Wang! You get going, or I'll skin you alive!"
"Alright, alright, Young Master Bai, I'll definitely do it! I won't be like that good-for-nothing Lin Fan!"
Fatty Wang was the most talkative lackey by Young Master Bai's side.
"Hmph, so it's you, you lackey. People who talk a lot are usually not very capable."
Luo Fantian narrowed his eyes, feeling a pressure emanating from Wang Pang.
If Lin Fan was just an appetizer, then this Fatty Wang is his true equal.
"Bring it on!"
Wang Pang still had that carefree, cocky attitude; his smug look made you want to punch him the moment you saw him.
"snort!"
Luo Fantian used movement to control stillness, throwing a punch directly at Wang Pang without any fancy moves. The punch landed squarely on Wang Pang's body.
"It's over. If Luo Fantian keeps attacking like this, there's basically no way to win!"
"Oh no, oh no, it seems that Fatty Wang's ability is to neutralize all kinds of force attacks!"
The one who felt the worst was probably Luo Fantian. He felt like he had punched cotton, and not only could he not retract his fist afterward, his arm also had no strength at all.
"A rebound!"
Wang Pang smiled at Luo Fantian.
Suddenly, a powerful force came from Wang Pang's belly, and Luo Fantian felt a force that could shatter his arm.
This power is exactly the same as the one he just unleashed!
"not good!"
Luo Fantian quickly stepped back.
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